A Pandemic Love Story
Inside lies a quarantine special.
Love ran dry weeks ago, familiarity a nuisance.
Good times replaced by cold shoulders & momentary hugs
talks of lysol, depression, and other household items.
Sweet nothings paraded your tongue,
but those eyes revealed it all.
You've buried yourself behind all those masks,
How can one love so selfishly, so cruelly?
How can you hide your truth from me?
Rolls, I've wasted, cleaning the wounds you painted
I cried more tears than Walmart accounted for.
insults are the gifts you've given
for the sake of "self-discovery".
You're the worst kind of lover.
Pandemic or not,
and that's all that matters.
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